Voltron One Shots

Infinity

*INFINITY WAR SPOILERS*

Prompt: hey I heard you watched infinity war *wiggles eyebrows* could you do something with lance in with he's like in Peter's place and Shiro is Tony and you know what scene in talking about (still not over it)

A/N: So I didn't want to just like... copy the actually movie so in order to make this like a fic and to make sense I changed the original scene so that it's like what I would imagine this scene would be if it were in the Voltron universe. The dialog is mostly the same though because fuck that shit was heartbreaking.

Trigger warnings: death

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Allura had warned them before arriving on the planet. They knew the danger of being there, but it was the only way for them to get to the weapon before the Galra. They had to retrieve it before them, or else there would be disastrous results.

"I wish we had more time" Allura said nervously as the she landed the ship. "Or at least a better plan. I don't feel good about letting you two go alone. There's reason this weapon was hidden here" Shiro and Lance stood behind her.

"We don't have any other choice" Shiro reminded her. Time was of the essence. Allura sighed.

"I know. Please be careful" Allura told them as the door of the ship slid open. Lance grinned at her.

"Aw, are you worried about me?" he teased. She rolled her eyes. "Don't fret, Princess. I'll be just fine" he winked. "It would take a lot more than a couple of poison trees to take me out"

"It's not the trees, Lance. It's the thorns on them. They secrete poison. It's deadly. It takes only minutes to reach your heart, and once it does..." Lance waved her off.

"Relax" he said with an easy smile. "We'll be alright. We got these freaking spacesuits. They're impenetrable! Right, Shiro?" Lance asked, turning to him. Shiro stared back at him.

"I'm still not sure it's a good idea for you to come..." he said warily. Lance snorted.

"Stop being so overprotective, I'm not a child you know!" Lance called over his shoulder with a smile as he stepped out of the ship. Shiro glanced at Allura helplessly. She simply shrugged. Once Lance made up his mind no one could change it.

The two of them trudged along the edge of the tree-line. There was a base in there somewhere containing a weapon that Zarkon had been after. Hunk and Pidge had managed to decipher the map that lead them here. They had been walking for several minutes in silence.

Lance never even saw the thorn on the ground. He didn't even notice when it poke a hole in his shoe. It was only a few seconds before Lance noticed that something was wrong. His legs felt heavy. It was getting hard for him to walk. He frowned and tried to pick up the pace. It was only a few more seconds that he began to feel light headed.

"H- Hey, Shiro?" his voice cracked when he spoke up. Shiro hummed in his direction, still looking forward. "I- I don't feel so good" Lance muttered loudly. Shiro whipped his head around and over his shoulder at the boy behind him, stopping in his tracks. Lance stood still and looked down at his trembling hands. "I- I don't feel good"

"You're alright" Shiro said, trying to stay calm. He wasn't sure that was what he was thinking. They didn't know what it was the poison. There was only one way to tell. Lance slowly began to peel his glove off, revealing the black poison already in his veins. He needed Lance to stay calm. Shiro's mind raced as he tried to come up with an answer. There had to be a way to stop this.

"Wh- What's happening?" Lance asked as he stared down at his hand in fear. "I don't know what's happening" He could feel the inky black substance shifting just under his skin. "I don't understand what's happening" Shiro stared at him with his mouth open. He didn't know what to say. There was nothing to say. There was nothing he could do.

"I don't—" Lance swayed on his feet and then stumbled forward, crashing into Shiro, who caught him and helped him stay upright. Lance's breath became shallow. He finally realized what was happening. His eyes widened in fear. He buried his face in Shiro's shoulder, gripping his armor tightly.

"I don't want to go" Lance gasped into Shiro's shoulder. "I- I don't want to. I don't want to go, Shiro, please" Shiro tightened his grip on Lance and stared at the ground in mute horror. "Please, I don't want to go" Lance pleaded. Shiro was completely helpless. There was nothing he could do. "I don't want to die" Lance sobbed softly. He felt dizzy now, and his legs began to give out as the poison progressed. It worked fast. At this rate Lance had only moments more before it reached his heart. "Please," Lance pleaded. "I don't want to die" Shiro began to cry. Unable to hold him up any longer, Shiro knelt down and laid Lance on the ground.

"Lance..." Shiro didn't know what to say. What could he say? Lance was dying. Shiro was in shock. He couldn't form any words. Nothing could make this moment less utterly terrifying for Lance. Lance blinked his eyes and swallowed thickly.

"I'm sorry" he said weakly. "I'm... s—" Then his eyes fluttered closed, and he was gone. Shiro gripped Lance's shoulders and wept.

He never should've let Lance come with him. He knew he was too young. He was just a kid. Shiro was in charge of him. He was supposed to bring him home.

He was supposed to keep him safe, and he failed.